Suddenly, Ryan did not feel like going to work anymore.

As he kissed her rosy lips, his hand moved to loosen his tie.

"Don't..."

Carrie gasped softly, her face flushing as she caught his hand. "It's already tied perfectly. Don't ruin it. Let's wait until you come back..."

"Alright. You'll make it up to me tonight then," Ryan whispered huskily, his voice laced with desire as he nuzzled her ear.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded shyly.

Yasmin had prepared breakfast. She was standing at the door, not wanting to intrude.

She could hear the intimate whispers and amorous sounds from inside the room. A smile played on her lips.

Ryan always lingered with Carrie until the very last moment before leaving.

I have a gift

and placed her gently on the chair in front of the vanity. Then he opened a long

so beautiful!" The white jade hairpin shimmered, and Carrie could not help

I've bought you a lot of jewelry before, and you never wore any. But I want you to

silky hair. He then somewhat clumsily arranged it into a bun,

he had done things he

he

arranging the

and lively, making even the finest treasures pale in comparison. "Carrie, do you know what it means when a man ties a woman's

and tender. "It means you

on Carrie's smooth, white cheek. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her ears turned

out of the villa, with Yasmin following

the academy

wife crying in his arms last night and the dark circle under her eyes

classes and painting in

asked nervously, "Sir, is

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